X: [ voice | location: castle summers' dungeons ] pardon my past

[freezecharm.livejournal.com]

There's an incessant throbbing in Piper's head that just won't go away.

She groans, and opens her eyes. When she does, things start swirling uncontrollably, and the urge to hurl is great. Piper closes her eyes, bites her lip, and rolls to the side until it passes.

Something feels wrong here. It takes her another second to process the fact that she's lying on a cold stone floor, that she's naked, and that her fingers are stinging. Badly. Opening her eyes again, she sees that her hands are bloodied, and that several wooden splinters are still embedded in them.

"How--"

And that's when everything comes crashing down on her - all the memories of the past day, what she's done, what she's become. "No. Oh... oh god." Piper spots her tablet and kicks it away from her, before scrambling to the very corner of the dungeon. She slides down, hugging her knees to her and resting her forehead on them. She doesn't even resist the urge to tremble and sob.

[ ooc: backdated to the day after the glitch. ]

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[ voice ]

[exdemon]

You tried to eat me!

[Technically, no, she didn't, but it doesn't stop Anya from making the accusation.]

[Voice]

[aworldenchanted]

[concerned] Piper? Was that you?

[ voice ]

[gotcouplings.livejournal.com]

Piper, don't--

It's okay, alright? It's all okay, nobody got hurt.

[voice]

[slayersidekick]

[ Things sliding across the dungeon floor make a very particular noise and that perks Willow's curiosity. ]

Are you all right?

[ voice ]

[doesntgobang.livejournal.com]

Hey, girl.

[voice]

[aintnoconvict]

...Piper? Wh-what's happened?

[ Oh cripes did the monster go after her too? ]

[Visual]

[tothelightshown.livejournal.com]

"... Piper?"

For a moment, DG assumed that her friend had also been attacked by the strange creature that had threatened her and Glitch. But the truth - that Piper was locked in a dungeon, with bloodied hands and pure horror on her face - was even more frightening.

Too late, she realised what had happened.

"That was you."

It wasn't a question. It didn't need to be.

voice; private

[syncopath]

Oh, of course the beast would turn out to be a fellow prisoner. He's heard enough from her conversations with others to get an idea of what's happened; what the Master isn't so sure of is how much she remembers. So he's treading lightly until he can determine the best course of action to take.

"Do you need help?" His voice is full of all manner of concern.